“my sin is stone
bearing upon my bones
I wish this was a story I read
and not the one I wrote”
notes… sometimes I dwell, I wish I was a dumb moron, a dump truck who could just tilt back and leave a pile of dirt behind, but I am just not wired that way, I wish I was an electrician so I might fix myself… but what else would I screw up in the process?
music? even on this topic… I am going light and fun here…
(pay attention to the words, OK stupid)